7:20 PM Posted by Danielle Hatch
I remember my first visit to Colombia when I was around 13 years old. My father had a beautiful modern home full of some great art, (I seem to remember a two story tall nude painting confronting me as I walked in the door) and surrounded by beautiful countryside. The only meal I remember from that trip was a delicious soup prepared by my father's lovely wife Marcela. I remember distinctly all the flavors of soup, the corn, potatoes, cilantro, avocado, which came together to create one wonderful meal. I tried to recreate this soup from a recipe online when I first got married and was met with quite poor results, so I was delighted to find this article in the NYTimes addressing the joy of a good bowl of ajicao.